Alexandra had been shocked by the creatures that swarmed in mass numbers, but the reaction of several of her companions was much more shocking. It seemed there were a few terrified of spiders. Even so when several of the nasty creatures flocked around her she realized she wasn’t a big fan of them either. One of the braver ones latched onto her with a vengeance, digging its claw-like nails into her thick dragon skin. A yowl of pain left her maw, the being turning with a small spout of fire escaping its lips. The creature burned to a crisp as the flames caught it but several others lunged at her, meeting the same crispy fate as the first. 

Once fending off a short wave of her own attackers she noticed Pyro make a dome of sorts. He had yelled to everyone about getting inside but she wondered how much energy a construct of that size would take from him. She backed up slowly, fending off an oncoming group of these fiends from hell. As she did she watched in horror as Mr. T. ran at them, taking them on with careless abandon as he was injured. With a single burst of fire she scorched her surrounding attackers and took off towards him, her body shifting back into her usual form. 

As she ran she picked up as much stuffing and fur as possible before finally sweeping the injured creature into her arms and hightailing it for the dome. “What the hell were you thinking?” she questioned, a little annoyed by his carelessness. Truthfully she was worried though.